Broken - Ellie Anne (freda ebook reader TXT) 📗

I stood on the porch for a few minutes, thinking about Erin and how much I liked him. Seeing how scarlet his blush was had me giggling inside. Erin was the best thing that ever happened to me. He’s kind, sweet, and loyal. I don’t think there’s another out there like him.

I open the door and walk in. No one’s home yet so I take a few minutes to myself and flop down on the sofa, thinking about the snow and how graceful it is. I remembered that Monday was no school, winter break. Nine more days till Christmas. Time to go shopping.

Stuck in my thoughts, the phone startles me.

“Hello?” I ask.

“Hey girl, it’s Sam. When are we gonna go Christmas shopping? You have to get an extra gift this year.” she exclaims.

“Hey, Monday, and why?” I answer all at once.

“Great, and for Erin you idiot.” she replies. “By the way, I know you went back over there this morning. How’d it go?” she implored.
“Holy crap he’s amazing. He had to take a shower when I got there so not much done at first. Then he got out and we sat on his bed just talking. And after that he gave me a hug and pulled me onto his lap and kissed my hair. He invited me over for dinner but tonight is my night to cook, so he drove me home. Then when we got here, he opened my door for me and gave me another hug. Then, you’re never, ever, ever gonna believe what he did.” I explode, giving all the little details.

“What?” she asks, excited.

“He leaned in and kissed me. It only lasted a second but he really kissed me. Oh my gosh it was great. He blushed harder than I thought guys could.” I tell her, reliving the moment.

Silence on her end for a little bit.

“Nik, just be careful okay. He’s a great guy, but this is your first relationship, and you’re too pretty for a guy not to want you just for your looks. Don’t go to fast.” Sam replies solemnly.

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” I reply, pretending she didn’t hurt me a little.

The door opens and I hear my family come in.

“I gotta go. Dinnertime.” I tell her and hang up.

I try to pretend Sam didn’t put a damper on my relationship with Erin, but its hard. I feel like she doesn’t believe I’m strong enough to deal with a break-up. Be strong, Nik, be strong, I think to my self.


Part Three
Erin


Chapter 13
Finally


When I got home, all I could think about was how good it felt to finally have kissed Nik. She’s the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. Her black hair was so long and thick. It wasn’t completely straight, but it wasn’t wavy either. Then her eyes. They were a deep blue on the inside near the pupil then got lighter towards the outside. They were eyes that I associated with hidden hurt. Nik came across so strong and invincible, but I knew better. I had eyes just like that. And she knew it.

The best thing about it was that she didn’t pull back, that she didn’t freak out or anything. She’s such a special girl, but she doesn’t think so. She’s special to me, plus she’s a healer. Then again I am a telepath. Why does the world have to be so confusing? I think to myself.

I decide to try and tap into Nik’s thoughts.

Ugh. Mom hasn’t gone shopping yet. Oh well, not my problem, they’re just gonna have to deal with breakfast for dinner. I hear her voice in my head.

Hey Nik. I think to her.

Erin? Holy crap I forgot you could do that. Sorry, making dinner. Wow, this is like a phone call minus the phone and the talking. She replies.

I laugh out loud.

So, what are you doing? she asks me.
around. Something about how the moon is reflected during that stage triggers something in us due to the change in DNA from the transformation, thus making us change. And go a bit haywire. Overall, I think it was some ridiculous excuse for werewolves to go crazy once a month. Just another problem for me to solve, great.

Thinking science-y thoughts about how to solve my little predicament finally put me to sleep. At two-thirty, I gave up. I’d fallen asleep an hour earlier, but sleep just didn’t like me and wouldn’t stay. I went back to doodling. This time, I started drawing a moon partially covered by a really thin layer of clouds. Underneath the moon, I added a forest. In front of the forest sat a wolf. That wolf was me. On the opposite side of the page, I drew a girl. That girl was Onika. That girl was incredible. That girl . . . let’s just say that girl means a lot to me. In between us stood a man. That man was Gregory. This was how I felt. Me and Nik were on opposite sides of something, and the only thing between us was freaking Greg.

It was strange to think that the man I’d come to know as my surrogate father had suddenly become the man I wanted gone. Life is so weird that way. Go figure.

I decided not to finish the drawing. I didn’t want to think about anything coming between me and Onika. I started think back to the thing I thought about most. The little tiny, second long kiss I’d given her. I’m pretty sure I blushed like no other, but she didn’t seem to care. She also wasn’t freaked out that some crazy werewolf that broke into her house liked her.

Thinking happy thoughts, I decided to draw a portrait of Nik. I decided to draw her as she was in her dream for a while. On a rainy beach with clear slightly disturbed waters, beautiful blue eyes wide, taking in the sight, jet black hair floating in the wind.

Before I realized it, the sun was rising. I put down my pencil, stretched, yawned and placed my paper in the same drawer as the other drawing. I was never going to let anything happen to her, she was my angel and I had to protect her. She saved me from giving up on myself, from living without my own personality. My pack was a big believer in “all for one and one for all.” She was my angel and be her guardian. Always.

I tapped into Onika’s thought’s once again, knowing full well that she could sense me, she was wide awake, making breakfast.

Hey, Nik. I greet her.

Just can’t seem to stay away can you? she mentally giggled. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out Monday evening? she asked.

Let me ask really fast. Yah sure, see ya then.

Awesome, tell Cole, Star and them I said hi! She replies, giddy happiness saturating her voice.

Sure, no problem. And Nik, thanks, for everything. I think to her.

There was a long pause on her end. I . . . thanks Erin. You really mean a lot to me. Keep yourself safe.

You’re my angel, you know that? I tell her. She really is.

You’re my guardian-angel. She sent me a mental picture of when she was at my door yesterday, when Cole was one my back. She sent me another one of me fighting with Gregory.

I sent her a picture of when she was asleep on my living room floor, then another of when she was at my desk thinking.

She was amazing.

Erin, crap! Gregory decided he’d stop by! He’s like, prowling around the outside of my house! What do I do?!

Onika just stay calm. Hid in a room that doesn’t have windows and make sure all the doors are locked. Put a black towel up against the crack under the door so it looks like the lights are off and don’t make a sound. Make sure he doesn’t see you.

Thanks Erin. You really are my guardian-angel. Can you keep the connection going until he leaves? she replies.

Of course, I wanna make sure you stay safe. I tell her.

She sends me pictures of what I looked like right before and right after I kissed her. I send her a picture of the drawing I drew of her, with the ocean and the mountains.

She gasped. You really did this? You really spent your time drawing me?

Uh-huh, I spend all my time thinking about you. You’re amazing and kind and beautiful, and sweet and caring and, the best thing is, you believe me. I don’t think I could do this anymore without you. you’re my angel. You always will be.

Thanks Erin. You’ll always be my guardian-angel. I hope you know that I spend a lot of my time thinking about you too. You and you’re lopsided grin and that twinkle in your eye and how you’re always there for me. she tells me.

Gosh you’re amazing Nik.

I think Gregory is gone. Thanks Erin.

No problem Nik.

There’s silence on her end so I let the connection go.

About a half hour later, my mom calls me down.


Chapter 15
Home Sweet Home


My mom patted the cushion next to her on the sofa and had me sit down.

“Sweetie,” she started off. “Your father and I have decided that you can stay. I can’t tell you how happy we are to have both our sons back.”

I just looked at them with a blank sort of look. Nik was right. I leaned over gave my mom a hug and started jumping around.

“Mom, do you